#wizardfiction

The stone walls of the castle that seemed too big for his small stature. Priest teachers who had soulless faces and severely punished him for the slightest mistake on his part. He was locked in a dark

Abraham was shocked to hear this. "What are you saying? Worship me as a god? A weak wizard like me? There are other wizards far stronger than me." Cyrus rose from the altar and knelt on the floor.

It was burning. Not only his body, but also his soul seemed to be roasting. He was screaming from the depths of his soul and begging the angel of his torment to save him. "Abraham, Abraham! Please

Passage: The priest shall burn them on the altar as a food offering presented to the LORD. It is a guilt offering. I'm going to write a story based on this passage that was given to me by a random Bible

Nathan and Godfrey were lying together on the ground covered in blood. Their faces were facing each other and they put their hands on each other's cheeks. Flashback The one eyed lord was lying on his bed,

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Can I come in? Petrus said in a cheerful tone: Rosalie! Come in. Rosalie entered smiling and Godfrey stood up when he saw her. They looked at each other for

Petrus got shocked. Do you know about this case, too? Yes. That creature spoke to me in my mind and asked me to release it. He tried to seduce you. Yes, but still, my heart aches for him, what is that

Godfrey put on his clothes and sat down in a chair and waited for Dr. Augustine to start speaking. "Last night, it was around half past eleven when one of the nurses goes to the bathroom and sees

Nathan was lying on his back on the bed, and the one eyed lord was standing next to the bed and was examining his waist. Nathan's face was like a stormy ship at that moment, and although the lord's biological

Nathan woke up with his heart pounding and panting. He stood up and stayed in that position for a few moments. Then he got up from his bed and left his room. As he passed by the monks and nuns, he smiled

Nathan is so happy that he can finally live in his favorite gothic castle, little he knows what fate has in store for him.

I am the product of an illegitimate marriage between a werewolf and the One Eyed Lord.

Now she is gone and her absence has given my soul a slave branding.